Saturday, 27 October 2012

Gig Review – August Burns Red at O2 Academy, Bristol (22-10-12)




One heck of a heavy line-up arrived at Bristol’s O2 Academy in the shape of US metalcore giants August Burns Red headlining European tour, along with the equally huge The Devil Wears Prada and the up and coming Veil of Maya. With Bristol having played host to some of modern metal’s best acts in recent weeks (including Trivium just days before this), the very lucky Bristol crowd piled into the venue with one of two things on their mind – sitting back and watching in awe as some fantastic technical metal unfolds before them or (and perhaps less inspiring) swinging their arms and slamming their feet on the floor in the middle of a ‘mammoth’ (see what I did there TDWP fans?) circle pit (populated mainly by 14-16 year olds and surrounded in close proximity by the more mature metal fan, sipping on a pint and headbanging the night away). Have fun how you must, but these acts weren’t to be missed due to a sudden and terrible head injury, so I behaved myself and got worked up in my own way as the night got into full swing.


Veil of Maya seem to know exactly what they’re doing, and the Chicago deathcore act go through the motions of some technically astounding and brutally heavy tracks in a reserved manner. There’s a lot of silence between songs (but for the occasional sample) and while the band appear to be 100% comfortable performing their industrial fury (‘djent’ might work well here as a description, if it ever does) they don’t seem to be giving their all. While tracks like ‘Punisher’ gain a short but intense reaction from the crowd, it becomes quite apparent that this might just be one of those nights on tour where Veil of Maya are feeling a little bit tired. Warm milk and an early night for them, I think.


The Devil Wears Prada were the band that many of the audience (including myself) were most excited to see, that was clear from the volume of applause as the band appeared on stage, the intro to ‘Escape’ (the opening track on the ‘Zombie’ EP) blaring almost as loud as the screams of anticipation. When TDWP get going it’s clear that Ohio’s Christian metalcore mob are well and truly on top of their game, and it’s shows like this that they lap up night after night. Frontman Mike Hranica is particularly chaotic tonight, his kinetic presence on stage almost impossible to take your eyes away from. Much of the ‘Zombie’ [EP] is played during the first part of their set, and when the tracks from ‘Dead Throne’ arrive, the pit grows to almost the size of the entire room. ‘Constance’ is a delight, ‘Born to Lose’ generates incredible scream/singalongs and ‘Mammoth’ is full of expertly executed breakdowns and a soaring melodic chorus. There isn’t much for the fan of early material here, despite the band’s set feeling lengthy for a supporting one. ‘Danger: Wildman’ and ‘Dez Moines’ get a run out but some other classic tracks get missed, which although disappointing is also understandable as the band now have such a vast choice of strong songs that fit into the live set perfectly. TDWP leave the crowd gasping, sweaty and exhausted, but things are far from over.


August Burns Red had it all to do when they arrived on stage, but they followed TDWP in outstanding fashion and certainly eradicated any doubt that they were worthy of the headline slot on this tour. The sheer scale of the technicality of some of the songs on show in astounding here, the band rarely looking tired as they shred through the likes of ‘Composure’, ‘Internal Cannon’, ‘Backburner’ and ‘Meddler’. Many metal bands would pale in comparison to some of what is on show here, and it’s all lead by the vocals of Jacob Luhrs, who orchestrates everything in volatile fashion. Breakdowns, solos, harmonies, tight rhythms and the inclusion of some unexpected genres and sounds amongst the furious metal really make this an unmissable show, the bodies flying and fists pumping incessantly. Towards the end of the set a remarkable double drum solo (including bassist Dustin Davidson on a mini kit) renders the audience silent, but it’s a stunned silence that I haven’t seen at a show for a long, long time. The band’s encore (which includes the breathtaking ‘White Washed’) ends the night on a high and resonates with a lasting message. THIS is how modern heavy metal is done.

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